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2/28/2007
one thing tried and true:
hunger is a force for change
slim wallets unite
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2/27/2007
more spam than email
some say disintegration
of society
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2/26/2007
happiness for all
requires grand scale murder
if we believe it





article
posted by Julie @ 4:09 AM   0 comments

2/25/2007
my slim hand holds his
crooked, stiff, and his palm scarred
his fingers are cold
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2/24/2007
he sat in the pew
that guy next door, generous,
killed eighteen women
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2/23/2007
what would make you smile?
a tap dance, a song routine?
ten million dollars?
posted by Julie @ 4:18 AM   0 comments

2/22/2007
stench wafting from pits
armpits are not usually
poetic topics
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2/21/2007
my computer crashed
dreamt every thing is erased
now what can I do
posted by Julie @ 3:33 AM   0 comments

2/20/2007
a defined, round cloud
roams by, dragon's tail unfurled
particulate life
posted by Julie @ 2:05 PM   0 comments

2/19/2007
I'm light in my sleep
little noises wake me up
wait for the alarm
posted by Julie @ 3:30 AM   0 comments

2/18/2007
the dog slinks away
we both know what he has done
no one need say it
posted by Julie @ 6:47 PM   0 comments

2/17/2007
holding a flower
to examine the pedals
a trail of snail slime
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2/16/2007
fingers through her hair
it never feels clean enough
she scrapes at her scalp
posted by Julie @ 7:25 PM   0 comments

2/15/2007
one-eyed blue critters
adorable monsters there
on her cluttered desk
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was man created
some say it's undecided
Henry wants to know
posted by Julie @ 5:01 AM   0 comments

2/14/2007
she wears a long top
it could almost be a dress
with jeans underneath
posted by Julie @ 5:17 AM   0 comments

2/13/2007
granulated stuff
purchased at the dollar store
gives her extra thrill
posted by Julie @ 5:55 AM   0 comments

2/12/2007
order up one man
and make him over-easy
I like my men soft
posted by Julie @ 3:59 AM   0 comments

2/11/2007
Pillan Patera
Io's volcanic venting
angry god of fire
posted by Julie @ 3:21 PM   0 comments

2/10/2007
the band goes on tour
gear and bodies loaded tight
this time without him
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2/09/2007
i don't need friendship
when friends always arrive late
pretending they're cool
posted by Julie @ 6:29 PM   0 comments

2/08/2007
his mother sent her
a package in the mail
a pink box of fudge
posted by Julie @ 7:26 PM   0 comments

2/07/2007
handful of chocolate
straight to the mouth with a pop
savor succulence



(savor succulence? Pfff, see blog.)
posted by Julie @ 6:25 PM   0 comments

2/06/2007
Yam and cheese omelet
fries in a cast iron sauce pan
incongruous meal
posted by Julie @ 5:27 AM   0 comments

2/05/2007
window to window
idle copper chit chatting
more cruiser spooning
posted by Julie @ 4:20 AM   0 comments

2/04/2007
roaming buffalo
the first he'd seen in life
Winchester shotgun
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2/03/2007
he plays violin
luring women to water
enthralling to death
posted by Julie @ 8:56 PM   0 comments

2/02/2007
skin tight black leather
a hankering for trouble
cross-dressed to the nines
posted by Julie @ 6:16 PM   0 comments

2/01/2007
he has a fetish
for large, exceedingly tall
women with tails
posted by Julie @ 6:44 PM   0 comments
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